Sun Shine By: Maqsood Jafri

The shining Sun brightens the shadowy opaque places.

Its' heat gives juice to the raw fruits and withering leaves.

The Sun is the source of life; sans it life is dreary and dead.

The rays of the Sun enliven the mild and  gorgeous graces.

My mind is a Sun; its' rays are the creative idealistic thoughts.

The poets of the East are entangled in the webs of sexual And stomach drives. They also ramble in mystical spheres.

The Novelists of the West promote sex perversion and fights.

These writers are oblivious of human values and human rights.

They do not see tears in the  eyes of the wretched orphans.

They do not hear the heart rending shrieks of ravished widows.

They do not pay attention to the voices of voiceless prisoners.

The fascists kill the people as the kids kill the sparrows at random.

The revolutionaries have been silenced and their tongues are cut.

The priests are swindlers and spoilers of the faith of week minds.

These thugs coin up the mysteries of fate to silence the rebels.

I salute the poets who wake up the slumbered wretched people.

The Poet is like a Sun whose rays brighten the top of steeple.